Rohan P

Rohan P Apr 2018

stellar masses collide
beyond you; they silhouette
your ethos, slip loose your
hair—
they pattern your fingertips
and colour your
sigh

their flame:
a colossus
in your eyes.

#universe

Rohan P Apr 2018

flame

her everything
curled into the evening—
the flame ebbed
and darkened.

#flame

Rohan P Apr 2018

closing dance

if i closed
you—

if the air fell
backwards, darkly—

if yours
brooked with golden
sunrise

softened (i love

when you
dance.

#dancing #closing

Rohan P Apr 2018

her tulips bloomed in the night

her
tulips bloomed in the night,
softer
than the paling
moon/ beams

darker silhouettes
—hers—lined the u’s
and i’s of turning. the headlights
skimmed the road, petalled
like ice.

#tulips #nighttime

Rohan P Apr 2018

marrow

your bones soak in
the subtlety of
falling/

or

your cold, faraway
freedom, your pursed,
sunrise lips/

and

that terraced, sloping worry,
buried in your arms/

more like

your whitish and
weathered rain.

inspired by Emily Carr, local poet from Bend, OR.

#bones